Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1887-02-24
Mechacsown Frederick County, Mayam Thursday Feb a, 1887
Yet the far oval face, with it

XcJ IIlo l1lT oval laCc, Will ~
full, soft brown ewes and wavln,
touched with gold where the H..
on it, and the little rosy m)ut
the dimples round it, where sm,
played 80 often that even sadnes
not Danish the memory Of them,
ed sll things little likely to fad
the recollection of any man W
even been privileged to dream
scssinH them.
| She was a border maiden,
and shy, and proved like the
perchance the man she loved ha
little dreaming Of the treasure
won.
Half a poet, too, surely was 81
that strange blending Of hidden
nativeness with outward mat
fictness, which is so character
Northnmbrlun women. Who t
her tripping about her home
with little domestic duties M
whole Of life were summed up
! n daily round, would dream
fancies that filled her heart as
on the lonely hillside and gaz
al her soul i'll her eyes ava.
south?
A tall thistle grew near, to
longer by royal purple tlow'
crowned with little downy seed
to be waited where the win
choose.
Half unconsciously she gath
or two Of these aud toyed with
As she did so, the pretty
England legend fitt i back
memory.
What was it again If you
of one you loved, and waited KISS ~
wards him or her on piece Of thistle
down. tn. fairies would bear it to the
dear one and whisper the loving thought
that was sent with it,
Folly ay, folly, and yet such fol- y
keeps the heart of hum ,nity young
forever.
Blu.hn,, thonyh none Jaw her, nor
heard hcr-save the f.lnar, if they
were present-thc girl kissed the tiny
seed and bre .thed his name as she
waited It southwark, and then, cover
ing her face with her hanls she shed
just tear or two.
After that she went home, trlIle
comfortel. glad to have found even
thi. silly little way Of expressing the
love within her soul 4 love 50 great
and strong and deep that never would
the whole OF it be told, and vet so in
nocent and sweet that it could find re
lief in fancy treasured from chill
hood. Was it true, then, that such a
woman could be forgotten?
IN q distant city young man II
seated at writing table his brow knit
a. if in deep thought, lines Of caro-
about HE eyes and mouth, while there
isa look Of somewhat feversh bril-
i!ancy in the former AS he raises then,
for a moment sometimes from his
page,
Not wholly pleasant face sae2 thus
There is a hardness and a keennc8s II
the expression that lrs on the close
observer, and cynical curve in the lil
that tells of nature which is foudcr
Of critic,s,ng the weakness Of humanity
than of identifying himself with it IN
brotherly helpfulness and love.
Look over his manuscript, too, Tor
moment. Very clever 1t 49, no d'ubt
>hrewd as insight is when 1t works
without charity sarcastic rs wit l.
when it n" longer cares to be- tempered
! bv lnstic>, sharp and cle'rl; cut IL It's
lehultions. rs when knowledge divorces
itsc.f from truth. !. is what is called
:. social article that the young man
is writing, but one Of a kind which be
lie their name. II humanity were such
rs showl. there, society would be at an
end.
He i. tired and he pushes his hair
back from his forehead as though 1t
ached and turns to the open window
for moment and lets the evening air
fan his cheek: for the day, which was
20 cool and swee. in the country, has
seemed close and airless in tho smoky
city where the writer dwells.
Then he takes up his pen again and
:urns to his page, but somethinS ar
rests his hand. A simple thing surely